The Sword Immortal was My Ex-Boyfriend

When Master allows.

He sighed lightly, nodded, and said firmly: “What are you going to do now, can anyone stop you?”

Qin Zichen laughed softly and pulled Su Qingyi to stand up.

Three days later, Su Qingyi and Qin Zichen got married. When the two pointed their hands, stepped on the red carpet, and walked to the top of the altar step by step, they saw the sun falling on everyone’s faces one by one.

The masters of each peak led their disciples to stand on both sides of the long road, and Qin Shuwen, Xuan Hua, and Yun Xuzi stood at the end of the long road. They walked up the steps holding hands, and after reaching the end, they worshipped heaven and earth according to the etiquette. When Qin Shuwen was about to pour wine for the two of them, he suddenly heard a voice: “Slow!”

Su Qingyi and Qin Zichen turned around at the same time, and saw under the peach blossom tree, a young man with a golden fan in his hand leaned under the peach blossom tree with a jar of wine, and said with a smile, “I have prepared a century-old daughter Hong for Master, and I won’t drink it at this time. When will you wait?”

“What are you…how are you…” Su Qingyi couldn’t help but reddened her eyes, Xie Hantan walked up to Su Qingyi with the wine, lifted her front swing, knelt down on one knee, raised her head and smiled: “Master’s double cultivation ceremony, disciple How can you not come? My disciple is also a demon **** who is beyond the heavenly way, and stabilizes the demon clan, and has come from now on.”

“I thought,” Su Qingyi couldn’t help reddening her eyes, “I will never see you again in this life.”

“Hantan is the family of Master’s mother,” Xie Hantan said with a broad smile on his face, “If you don’t show up at this time, what if Qin Zichen bullies you?”

Hearing this, Su Qingyi burst into tears, and Qin Zichen couldn’t help but laugh. A young man next to him said coldly, “My sister’s maiden family is here, so you can be considered a maiden family with relatives.”

Everyone followed the sound and saw a teenager sitting in a wheelchair, who was backed away.

Dan Ran pushed the wheelchair to stop in front of Su Qingyi, and sighed: “Master originally wanted him to sleep for a while, but for some reason, he suddenly woke up last night. It’s just that, I can come to participate in your double cultivation. Great ceremony.”

Ran Mo didn’t speak, lowered his eyes and seemed a little shy.

After thinking for a while, he took out a brocade box from his sleeve and handed it to Su Qingyi.

“Sister,” he lowered his head and said slowly, “Happy wedding.”

Su Qingyi took the box from his hand and slowly opened it.

Inside was a jade pendant, she vaguely remembered that many years ago, she saw this jade in Ran Mo’s hands, when he was still carving, she asked him what it was for, he hid it in a hurry and refused to show it to her .

“That year, I originally wanted to be your birthday present.” He raised his eyes and couldn’t help laughing: “I just never thought that this gift would have to wait for a hundred years. Sister,” his eyes flushed, He said slowly, “I’m late.”

Su Qingyi didn’t speak. She rubbed the jade pendant. After a long time, she finally said hoarsely, “It’s not too late, as long as you are willing to come, it’s never too late.”

Justice belated is justice, and feelings belated are feelings.

Ran Mo smiled slowly, the auspicious time came, the rays of light fell on the top of the mountain, the bells rang through the forest, and the birds flew up in shock.

Qin Zichen held Su Qingyi in his arms, and the disciples of Tianjian Sect lifted their clothes and knelt down on one knee, seeing the two people standing embracing under the glow of the glow. He drew his sword with his backhand, placed the sword across his forehead, and shouted in unison.

“Take the heart as the sword, protect my avenue, Tianjian sect, forever and ever!”

Heavenly Sword Sect, forever.

After the celebration, Tianjianzong started to get busy with business, Qin Zichen retreated back to the position of the peak master of Wenjian Peak, Song Xu became the leader again, Xue Ziyu rebuilt the second peak, but suddenly moved the second peak to the fourth peak. beside.

Su Qingyi made fun of Lu Qingyi, the leader of the fourth peak, and Xue Ziyu and Sima Zhao were known to all. Lu Qingyi also smiled lightly without saying a word.

However, that night, Su Qingyi heard that Xue Ziyu jumped into Lu Qingyi’s house and was not cut out.

The other peaks are still the same. The only one is that Xinghe is forced to marry by Xingyun every day, and Xingyun chases behind Xinghe every day, anxiously saying: “Good apprentice, you should find a Taoist companion, otherwise I can’t let it go. I’m afraid of the next death, when I think that you didn’t even have a daughter-in-law when you died, I felt that I didn’t do a good job as a master…”

So Su Qingyi always saw Xinghe being chased by Nebula and chopped down all over the mountain. Sometimes after Su Qingyi watched for a long time, Qin Zichen just closed the window and said indifferently, “Don’t look, or I’ll go out and help them.”

Of course Su Qingyi didn’t dare to look at it again. She still remembered the days when Tianjian Sect had a set of women’s clothes.

After a while, the Heavenly Sword Sect was completely settled, and after Guili took over the head of Xingyun Sect, some disciples who needed to travel came to bid farewell one by one.

Qin Zichen sent off one disciple after another, and one day, he saw Xuan Hua coming towards him.

He was wearing the clothes of a foundation-building cultivator back then, with the sword behind his back, like a young man back then.

“Ancestor…” Qin Zichen was a little uneasy, Xuanhua smiled slightly, and said lightly: “Just call me Xuanhua.”

“Xuanhua…Where do you want to go in the future?” Qin Zichen frowned, Xuanhua took a sip of tea, and said lightly: “Whatever. I walk alone.”

As he said that, he raised his head and smiled slightly: “The fate arises, the fate gathers and the fate disappears. After a hundred years of acquaintance, we must part in the end. If we can meet in the next year, we should have a drink in the teahouse and wine shop.”

“That’s okay,” Xuan Hualang laughed out loud: “Have a happy life!”

Seeing Xuan Hua’s smile, Qin Zichen couldn’t help but laugh. After drinking each other, he put his hands in front of him, bowed respectfully, and saw off the elder in front of him.

The night Xuan Hua left, Mo Yun also packed up and saluted. After he sat alone in the house and drank a pot of wine, he stared blankly at the pond outside. After a long time, he jumped into the pond and searched slowly. After searching for a whole night, he found the box with the peach blossoms. He opened the box and saw the peach blossoms still blooming inside.

The peach blossom still had the scent of the woman. He took out the peach blossom and put it on his sword. With a flick of his hand, the peach blossom melted into the sword, and a peach blossom slowly emerged from the silver sword. .

After doing all this, he left a letter to Feng Ning and quietly went down the mountain. As soon as he walked to the door, he saw Su Qingyi, Qin Zichen, Feng Ning, Xinghe and others all waiting for him at the door.

He was stunned, and Feng Ning rushed up and slapped him on the head, dissatisfied: “Run, run, where do you want to run?! Isn’t it just to be a hero, the major sects are wandering away to death? There are so many disciples who don’t return, do you think we care?!”

“Master…” Mo Yun couldn’t help laughing, his eyes were calm: “I’m just not used to being separated.”

“It’s nothing.” Feng Ning sniffed, “Just come back and have a look from time to time.”

“Okay.” Mo Yun smiled, Feng Ning thought about it, gave him another Qiankun bag, raised his head and rubbed his hair, and said with red eyes, “What do you do when you grow up?”

Mo Yun smiled but said nothing, then turned around and said goodbye to everyone one by one.

Then he took his sword and started his life.

Just like many disciples of this generation, they start all over again and start their new life.

Walk the world’s road, bear the wind and dust, sing a song, destroy the evil with the sword, protect the heaven and the way, and live a happy life.

Don’t lose, enter this red dust.